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Bereaved of house and home!
Whither, O Zeus, can any turn for help?
Antistrophe V
Chor. Ah, my fond heart is quivering in dismay,
[*]Hearing this loud lament most lamentable:
Now have I little cheer,
And blackened is my heart,
[*]Hearing that speech; but then again when hope
[*]On strength uplifts me, far it drives my grief,